Beneath The Veil

One of the more unfathomably stupid things about religion is its penchant for denying God’s plan, which, by extension, is denying God. Women are beautiful. All women, not just the supermodels. Not just the skinny ones or the young ones. All women, from eight to eighty, are beautiful. Like flowers, they bloom in adolescence and grow more refined by experience and maturity. The bible celebrates this truth, in blushing detail, in Song of Solomon, among other places. The bible teaches lessons which hinge upon man’s obsession with this most gracious gift of God—women. Religion, on the other hand, demands we be hypocrites. Islam covers a woman from head to toe but, ridiculously, exposes her most potent asset—her eyes. Christianity insists on a network of lies: the woman, first, lying about how pure she is (only she knows, and she’s not telling), and then insisting men pretend to not notice her when not noticing her is simply not possible. It’s what we do—men and women. Soon was we walk in the joint, we conduct a radar sweep of the immediate area, like Schwarzenegger in The Terminator. Happily married or miserably widowed, we all do it, conduct that sensor sweep of a target-rich environment, and our behavior changes when we are in the vicinity of someone we find attractive, even if we have absolutely no intention of engaging with that person. This is reality. This is God’s plan. If it were not, the human race would have died out ages ago.   CONTINUED

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